The freakiest thing just happened to me this morning. I was going about my normal routine. I washed some dishes, fed the dogs, and while filling up a gallon size jug of water to put in the outside bowl, a wine carafe that I had placed in the dish drainer literally flew across the kitchen and smashed to the ground breaking into pieces. It happened so fast, but I found myself chasing it and trying to catch it before it landed to no avail.
I’m still reeling from what just happened and more freaked out than anyone can imagine! Jen heard it from upstairs and ran down to see what happened. I’m still scouring the kitchen for glass as I don’t want anyone to get hurt. I’m enclosing a picture with a different carafe to show how it was placed in the drainer. There is no way in the world an object could pick itself up, go past a cookie sheet and fling across a room on its own. I had to write it down and document it while it was still fresh in my mind.
We are moving and this house was built in 1906. Crazy things have been known to happen here, missing objects, voices, etc., but this one took the cake! Wow! I’m still shaking!